Only 5t5 persecuted world

Gojo Satoru is a strange man favored by heaven.

This is not only manifested in the fact that he was born with the halo of God and the treasure of the king, but also has a full family background of beauty, strength, understanding, talent, and family background. After being single for more than 20 years, he can suddenly solve personal problems and abduct another strange woman favored by heaven.

He even had the right timing to meet his parents.

"Unfortunately, we can't go to Yokohama right away." Gojo Satoru said with regret on his lips, and his eyes were full of joy, "Zizhi captured the culprit of the Shibuya incident and the guy who occupied Jie's body alive, at least until the results of the interrogation come out." We can't go anywhere."

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

Wutiao Satoru will never take the initiative to touch the beard of his girlfriend's mother's family before the hot search headlines and forum gossip completely disappear!

He loves work/work/loves him, falling in love will not delay work, it will only make him love overtime more!

"If Mr. Fukuzawa calls again, remember to tell him that we are very busy, very busy. We are so busy that the world is dripping like a spinning top, and we will definitely go back to Yokohama to visit his old man when he is free."

Pushing the heavy burden to the moth Zhengdao, Wu Tiaowu picked up the branch and tucked it in his arms and ran away. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace, leaving the moth Zhengdao alone while inhaling oxygen and swallowing quick-acting heart-relief pills.

Traitor!Don't even think about letting him speak nice words for you again!

Xuejian Weizhi is used to being carried around by Gojo Satoru in various outrageous postures. She skillfully found a position in the leeward for herself, so as to avoid having a mouth full of northwest wind: "Teacher Wutiao."

Zhizhi asked faintly: "As another party involved, why didn't I know that I was going to get married?"

It's still a month-long social wedding on the headlines.

Terrible, you rough rich people.

"Hey——" Gojo Satoru said in a long tone, unhappy, "It's obviously Zhizhibiao's white. Is it a bad idea to throw it away just for fun, just want to play with my body/body, and don't want to be responsible for me? ? No, oh, I will die of grief."

His words were a little familiar, as if they had been spoken by Yukimi Mie himself.

"It's too late to repent, there is no option to break up." Wujo Wu picked up the little girl in his arms with one hand and looked at him, her blue pupils imprinted her figure.

"No." The man rubbed the tip of the girl's nose affectionately, "A terrible thing will happen if you leave me—is Zhizhi afraid of pain?"

"Not too scared." Seeing that Wei Zhi tilted her head, Xue said, "Teacher Wu Tiao is, are you afraid of pain?"

This person/kid has the same idea as me.

"We are definitely a match made in heaven." Gojo Satoru said with a smile, "So marriage is not a matter of course?"

"Don't change the concept secretly." Xue Jian Weizhi puffed up his face, "Whoever has a relationship on the first day and gets married the next day, the flash marriage will flash to the waist. Teacher Wutiao has not been rejected by the president, Ranpo, and Dr. Yosano Everyone made things difficult, wouldn't it be a bad thing for me to promise you now?"

Zhizhi is very vindictive, Wujo Wu has many accounts written in her small notebook, don't even think about erasing them with one click!

Gojo Satoru: Okay, sure, this time I saw that the parents didn’t even stand on my side.

A little bald, Yokohama is such a scary place, and even the strongest conjurer can't make sure he comes back intact.

He must quickly think of a way, a way to survive in the Devil's Den.

"Enlightenment, Zhizhi." The housekeeper greeted her with a cigarette in her mouth. Her dark circles became thicker, as if infected by pandas. At first glance, she looked like a hard-working overtime worker.

"Where's the prisoner?" Xue Jian Weizhi struggled to jump off the five Wuwu arms, "Is my sword—Tsuramaru okay?"

As a weapon for deterrence, she left the knife beside Rensuo and handed it over to the logistics for recovery.

"It's next to the dissecting table." Jiarui nitro breathed out a puff of smoke, "The logistics staff tug-of-war for three hours, prying the floor open before pulling it up for you. Don't do such a tormenting thing next time."

Xue Jian · just ordinary penetrating three-point strength Ba Liao · Wei Zhi: "Are they so weak...the logistics department lacks training, I am clearly providing them with a chance to break through."

Xia Youjie's body was carefully sewn aside and no one objected to his cremation this time.

On the dissecting table on the other side was a—a chafing dish pot?

"I borrowed the pots that Wild Rose and Maki used to shabu-shabu last time." Ironi Glass said calmly, "Both Qihai and I feel that the enemy looks like a brain flower, and it may be buffed by using a hot pot." to make it impossible to escape."

Facts have proved that it is indeed much better.

There is a puddle of clear water in the prosperous basin, and a big ball of brains is boiling in the clear water pot. Seeing this situation, Zhizhi really wants to buy a pack of butter sauce, cut a few pieces of millet pepper, and add oil-intensive light soy sauce Boil it with rock sugar, and add a handful of green vegetables, a bowl of thin noodles, and a poached egg. Wouldn’t it be nice?Eat it for dinner.

"Teacher Wutiao." Zhizhi quietly tugged on Wutiao Wu's sleeve, "Let's go eat hot pot later and call everyone together."

Order him [-] servings of brain teases, and eat them all in one sitting.

"Okay, the first and second grades worked hard." Gojo Satoru glanced at his phone, "It just so happens that Youtai is back in China, let's have a lively hot pot together!"

羂索: Come on, ballball, can't you respect your enemy, the great man behind the scenes?

He hates him so much, he suffers so much, he dies before he is a teacher, and he dies in the middle of his career.

Rensuo is willing to change from not eating hot pot all his life in exchange for seeing Weizhi fall on the ground when he goes out, and Gojo Wu hit his head when he enters the door.

"Lord Tian Yuan wants us to send it over," Jia Ruozi smashed out the cigarette butt, "The interrogation department that should explain it has almost asked, do you want to read the statement?"

Gojo Satoru held the document and read it page by page.

Li Suo has lived for too many years, and his crimes are too numerous to record. The front is full of bloody, violent and inhuman things, until a certain page, the style of painting changes suddenly.

For so many years, Lisuo has been planning a "death and migration" battle royale activity, and Fu Heihui's sister, Fu Heijin Miki, is resolutely on the list of persecutors of Lisuo.

One night in the dead of night, Kuso followed Fu Heijin Miki and Yuki Mie who were going out to try their courage, and tried to sneak attack, but failed, instead their temporary bodies were burned, and angrily blamed Zhizhi. This was the first case of "the murderer was actually Myself" case.

At the Kyoto Sisters Exchange Meeting, the same tricks were repeated. Peng Cixue, a student from the Kyoto school who was possessed by the school, was imitating Xiao Bailian before he died. The second "murderer was me" case.

It was another year of the Kyoto exchange meeting, and Kusuo brought super-level curse spirits and curse masters to kill the high-level cursing skills. He was caught off guard. The first step of his plan was to build a game in the competition field where "only Wujo Wu can't enter and everyone can enter" However, because his curse master tried to grab the second line with Zhi Zhi, he was blocked. Hua Yu, who took the lead, could not be wronged again.

This time again, the skull was lifted by Zhi Zhi, so what else is there to say?

A fatal mistake, my friend!

It's too bad, it's really too bad.

It was so miserable that Gojo Satoru gave Riso an extra 10 minutes of infinite space.

What is the concept of 10 minutes?Even if the IQ of Ron Suo Tianzong is as high as 250 million, he was made so stupid that he couldn't be more stupid. Apart from drooling and smirking, he thought that he was a fragrant brain, and his head was so blank that he didn't even know his name. have no idea.

"I don't think it's enough to relieve my anger." Xuejian Weizhi wrinkled her nose, "I also want to open the domain, throw it in!"

Her domain is full of fire, and she can blow raw brains into mature brains in one go!

"Forgive the High School of Conjuration, if you blow up the school again, you will have to write a review." Jia Ruozi waved his hand, "I can't eat it if my brain is confused. Is it Wu Wu's treat today? I'm going to eat hot pot too."

Treating guests at Wujowu means unlimited brain tea, unlimited beer, unlimited mutton rolls, and unlimited everything!They can eat up all the boss's inventory for a week!

When Yi Gu Youtai took a taxi to find the address that the second grade shared with him, the hot pot restaurant was already booked by a group of ancestors, and the ghosts and wolves howling in the restaurant could be heard three streets away.

"Labor is shit, conjurers are shit, and I can't escape shit in my life." The drunk Nanami Jianren chatted with Yuko Himei inexplicably, drinking heavily with the bottle in his hands.

The short-haired woman said with snot and tears: "With my education, what job can't I find? I only entered this shit industry because of my angel! Who knows, I just didn't see it through a wrong eye. The cabbage in the field has been stolen! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo””

"I hate couple dogs the most in my life. Team battles can be lost, but couples must die!" the drunk Nagasaki Wild Rose dangled and toasted, "Done this little one! Let's steal the tower!"

Fu Heihui hid in the corner and tried to escape from this sea of ​​bitterness. His neck suddenly hurt, and Knotweed Yuren stopped him carelessly: "Don't run away to Fu Hei, let's drink it. This water has no alcohol at all and is very sweet."

"That's Long Island Iced Tea." Fu Heihui asked desperately, "How much did you drink?"

"Muyuhua, mentaiko, salmon and salmon." Goujuji compared Fuheihui with four, then five, and suddenly unzipped his jacket and poured himself a glass.

OK, this is a drunk too.

Fu Heihui saw Yigu Youtai sharp-eyed, this person whom he called "the only respectable senior in the school" looked so kind and cute, he came to rescue Fu Heihui from the fire and water, he was the only one savior.

"Youtai is back." Gojo Satoru waved happily, "Three glasses of punishment for being late!"

Zhizhi: "Three glasses of punishment!"

In the call of Fu Heihui "Ya Yudie!", Yigu Yuta was stuffed with strange-colored alcohol in Yuki Mie's hand, and he raised his head for no reason and took a sip.

In the next second, the super conjurer was killed in front of the hot pot restaurant.

"It's useless, you Tai." Xuejian Weizhi shook his head, and said bitterly, "A mere deep water bomb/bomb, how can it be difficult for our super-level, you have lost the face of our super-level conjurer!"

Fu Heihui: No, where do you get the courage to say this, a wine dregs that can be poured down with just one pineapple beer at the bottom of a glass!

Fu Heihui suspected that Xuejian Weizhi was drunk, but he had no evidence.

There are five enlightenments.

He watched with his own eyes that Zhizhi snatched the panda's bamboo shoots with great arrogance, bah, snatched the panda's unopened beer, and took a sip under his horrified and inexplicably expectant eyes.

Gojo Satoru's first reaction was: There are a lot of people here, can you teleport home immediately?

He underestimated Zhizhi.

Is Zhizhi a person without measure?Will she lose face in public?

She is and she will be.

There are only zero and countless times of social death. With the addition of the front page headlines of the three newspapers and the number one hot search, Xuejian Weizhi's head string was broken.

"Today is really a good day!" The black-haired girl said beamingly, "I'm getting married!"

Wutiao daughter-in-law enlightenment:? ? ?

"Is everyone here to drink our wedding wine?" Xue Jian Weizhi ignored Gojo Satoru's dissuasion, stood up directly, picked up a bottle of red wine, and loudly attracted the attention of his companions, "Drink! Excited heart, trembling hands, everyone come to drink the wedding wine. You have a cup, I have a cup, we all come to meet, drink this cup, and I will accompany you on the way to Huangquan!"

"Okay!" Yuko Hime stood up first, took a gulp, and pointed down the cup to indicate that he had finished drinking.

Where there is the first, there is the second, except for Fuhei Huining who refused to obey, the first grade and the second grade were poured all over, and the room was full of drunkards Ula Ula, scaring the boss into hiding in the cash register and not daring to show his head.

"Teacher Wutiao, come, let's have a drink." Xuejian Weizhi picked up an empty cup, and Wutiao Wu quickly poured her a glass of boiled water, tricking Zhizhi, whose IQ had plummeted after being drunk, that the cup was filled with white wine.

Seeing that Wei Zhi had believed it, Xue Xue slammed her mouth: "Why is this wine so tasteless?"

"It's quite interesting." Wujo Wu said without changing his expression while holding his 25-degree cooler.

Zhizhi thought—no result—give up, and she stubbornly wanted to toast Wujou: "Drink, drink the wedding wine, and I will show my daughter-in-law to the teacher another day."

Okay, Gojo Satoru clinked glasses with the drunk, relying on his drunkenness, and asked maliciously: "Is Zhizhi's daughter-in-law pretty?"

"Looks good, big beauty!" Xuejian Weizhi said without hesitation, "It's a big beauty who dances on my fetish."

"Oh." Wujo Wu responded, and continued to ask, "How much does Zhizhi like him?"

Self-confident Gojo Satoru doesn't ask if he likes it or not, he only asks "how much he likes it".

"Hmm..." Seeing that Weizhi put down the cup, she thought for a while, then opened her hands and made a big circle, "So, so—"

Her voice became softer and her body wobbled.

The girl staggered, and fell forward, falling on Gojo Satoru's chest.

Zhizhi wrapped her arms around the man's waist, rubbing her fluffy head in a frenzy: "So - I like it."